Till the reflecting 'Sun' cleared the doubts
The sky was chasing the earth
Who; so beautiful a blue reflected with orange bouts?
To clear the name in 'Air' with mirth! !
Sun easy smiled at the earth; the clouds they rained
The vaporizers moved water droplets up to darken it
Till; it could sustain no more its weight contained
Low behold! it rained pure and true; freshening every bit
Mystics of the warm rays; a work in process for ever!
The undeniable cyclic human lives in its intricate living gear! !
And so my friend, till the end the mystery may linger
For a loving woman to clear; in every childish ear......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem